*A/N* Hey I know it's the same day but I'm so excited about this story I can't stop! Here is the second chapter! Enjoy! Review if you would like!

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Snape flicked his wand at Harry and then at Malfoy. They felt the feeling return to their legs. Malfoy started to rush towards Harry, so what if a teacher was there! HE wasn't finished reforming Harrys face.

"I don't think so Mr. Malfoy. I have had enough of you two fighting. It seems like it is every other day now." Malfoy had of course been paralyzed again. But Harry was allowed free movement since he made no attack towards Draco. "To the dungeons I think. " He smiled quite an evil smile.

Harry hung his head and followed Snape around the corner. Malfoy stood there, he couldn't do anything he was frozen! Snape stuck his head back around the corner, "I didn't forget about you Mr. Malfoy." With a flick of his wand and a small spell Malfoy was pushed forward by an invisible force. He floated behind Professor Snape and Harry till they reached the stairs. Snape turned to face Malfoy. "I'm going to release you so you can walk down the stairs as a normal human being. I'm going to trust that you'll act like one?" Malfoy's eyes narrowed, but Snape released him anyways.

Malfoy saw himself pushing harry down the stairs, but was broken out of his fantasy when he heard robes swishing behind him. He whipped around, he was staring into twinkling blue eyes that had half moon spectacles in front of them. Dumbledore smiled at Draco and Harry. Then said in a calm but firm voice, "I'll take it from here Severus," He waved his wand and both Harry and Draco's' wands flew into his outstretched hand.

Harry looked slightly relieved. At least he knew he wasn't going to die now. But Draco was suddenly a lot more worried. "Follow me" the headmaster said. Turning around heheaded for the staircase that led to his office. When he approached the gargoyle he said 'hello' to it, and then stated the password "Butterscotch Buttons!" The Gargoyle replied 'hello' and said "Correct" He (the gargoyle) Jumped aside to reveal the turning staircase. Harry and Draco climbed on as the staircase revolved upwards.

Dumbledore lead the way into his office and sat behind his desk. He motioned for Harry and Draco to sit in the newly conjured armchairs in front of his desk.

"Now" he said resting his hands together on the desk, "What was the fight about this time?"

Draco crossed his arms over his chest, unwilling to speak.

Harry leaned forward and sighed, saying "It was nothing Headmaster, just a little insulting." Draco was surprised, Harry could have made the entire fight Draco's fault and he wouldn't have been able to deny it. Instead he was covering for him. He felt guilty, but also a little bit sick at the thought of Harry Potter saving him.

Dumbledore smiled knowingly and said, "Judging by your shattered glasses, broken nose, Mr. Malfoy's black eye and bleeding lip I would say it was a bit more then that…"

Draco sighed frustrated, he was tired and in pain. He wanted his punishment and then to be out of here. He wanted his lunch. "Just give it up Potter, we know he knows." He huffed then started the story. "We ran into each other, we insulted each other, some cursing went on. Potter walked away I attacked him he attacked back, and then we started a fist fight. Then professor Snape came in. The End."

It was Harry's turn to be surprised; Malfoy had actually told the truth to Professor Dumbledore! He could get in more trouble! "Wow. Malfoy, did I just hear the truth escape your mouth?"

"Shut it Potter, or I'll vanish yours" Harry laughed,

"You're going to vanish my mouth? I think all that truth speaking has addled your insults."

Malfoy started to respond, but Dumbledore interrupted him.

"Boys. Please." He sighed and continued "I can see this is going to be difficult. Every week or so I get another report of you two fighting, whether it be insults or wands, or physical violence. And I can tell you that I am not only tired of it but not happy at all." He gave each of them a piercing look.

Harry being used to this look just hung his head in shame, while Malfoy, surprisingly never having been on the receiving end of one of these looks flinched when he met the headmasters' eyes. He felt like his soul was being read by Dumbledore, it was a very uncomfortable feeling. He looked away not being able to take it anymore.

"I have only one solution," He said the twinkle returning to his eye. "And I like to call it 'The Ol' Switcheroo!'"

Both Harry and Draco looked confused.

"Sir" Harry asked "What is The Ol' Switcheroo?"

"Well" Dumbledore began, "You and mister Malfoy are going to switch places." Now they were even more confused.

"What do you mean?" Draco asked impatiently, then with a look from Dumbledore added "Sir" at the end.

"I" He said addressing both parties. "Am going to place you in each others' bodies." He held up his hand to silence the questions that they both started to ask. "Please. Let me finish. Your brains will be placed into each other's bodies. All previous memory will still be there and each other will be able to access it. From now on neither of your pasts will be secret."

"But Sir!" Harry started to protest

"Silence Mr. Potter. I am not finished!" Harry snapped his mouth shut, but looked with defiance in his eyes. "You will both experience each other's pasts. For the next 3 months you will live each other's lives. Learning how to cope with the others problems. And another thing, you are strictly forbidden from letting anyone know that you are not yourselves. If you, Mr. Potter, try to warn Mr. Weasley and Miss. Granger about this situation you will suffer dire consequences, and same goes for you Mr. Malfoy."

"So… In short" Draco said, "I have to live the next three months as Harry Potter, with no one knowing except us three. And I have access to all his previous memories?"

"Yes Mr. Malfoy, that is correct. Though the teachers will know about your situation. So no messing with each other's grades." Draco looked sick. And he also noticed that Potter looked positively uneasy.

"Can't you just give us one hundred detentions instead?" Harry looked up hopefully. He didn't like the thought of being in Malfoy's body. Much less living his life and seeing his memories.

"No, I'm sorry Mr. Potter; this is the punishment I've chosen. Now stand up and face each other." Harry and Draco reluctantly stood and faced each other. They both looked worried, Draco felt on the verge of bolting for the door, and Harry was thinking along the same lines. But one look from Dumbledore told both of them that if they tried to escape it would only get worse.

Dumbledore pointed his wand at Harry then at Draco; he started waving his wand in intricate motions, mumbling under his breath. This continued for a good three minutes. Until a lightning bolt lit up the room with a dazzling brilliance and Dumbledore shouted "RESTITUO CORPUS!"

Harry felt a light sensation in his mind, and Draco felt the same. Suddenly something hard slammed into his head. They both collapsed on the floor.

Five minutes later they awoke and got to their feet, feeling quite disoriented. Draco looked up and stared face to face to himself!! Harry looked up looking at himself with a confused look upon his face! The both turned to Dumbledore, who smiled and said, "You are now in each other's bodies. It will take some getting used to. Good luck! You are both excused. If you are hungry you may go to the kitchens. And remember from now on, you Mr. Malfoy, looking at Harry, sleep in the Gryffindor common room. The password is 'Mandrake Root.'"

"And you Mr. Potter," looking at Draco, "now sleep in the dungeons, and the password is 'Salazar Rules.'"

He sighed. "Here are your wands back, I've enchanted them to look like the others, so you will still be using the same wand but it won't look like it. Now please leave." He waved them out the door. When they had got off the staircase they stared at each other.

Both a little disoriented, and feeling uneasy about looking at the other, because it would be looking at themselves.

Harry (in Draco's body) looked around nervously and said "I'm going to the kitchens. See you." Then took off running, feeling that if he ran fast enough maybe he could forget everything that just happened.

Draco stood there for another minute. Then his stomach growled. He rubbed his forehead and felt the scar that was slightly colder then the rest of his skin, it prickled with pain when he touched it. He winced and ran a hand through his now messy black hair. His stomach growled again and this time louder. "Oh bloody hell." He said with a sigh. Then took off after 'himself' towards the kitchens.